Chapter 6: The Return (7 months – Late August/Early September)

By the time Izumi would be coming back, the auditions would be broadcasted. Tamaki made an event of it, and the twins invited everyone over their house to watch via satellite. It would be a welcome home and "Let's watch Izumi on TV" celebration.

"They're here!" the twins sang.

"I don't understand why Mori wouldn't let us go with him to the airport."

"Maybe he wanted to greet her without you guys interrupting. It has been a month since they've seen each other," Kyoya blandly added while reading a book.

"But even Hani's here…"

"No, I'm not upset Haruhi. I'm glad Takashi said he wanted to pick her up alone. He really really missed her. I could tell."

Mori and Izumi entered. She was jetlagged, completely. All she wanted was sleep, but she was happy to see her friends and glad that nothing felt awkward. She had spent two weeks dancing non-stop practicing the routine, then flew out to audition, and then flew back home to physically recover from the exhaustion, only to fly back to Japan. Mori kept an arm around her to guide her in and lead her to the couch.

They all piled in and chatted for a bit until the show started.

"There are a lot of commercials…"

"And there are a lot of bad people"

"hahaha, yeah the first shows are about 2 hours long. I should have told you to record it, I'm sorry."

"No this is fun!"

"So when do you come on?"

"I have no idea if I'm even on TV. They record everyone and edit it really quickly to make the shows. When the real show starts, it's all live."

They turned their attention back to the tv as the theme music played…

"Our New York auditions were even hotter than Atlanta's! [swipe to voiceover of various people spinning, flipping, doing splits] With person after person making it through to Vegas…But, have the judges found the winner already?"

[Swipe to the judges] Judge 1: You are perfection. Judge 3: I want to have your babies! Judge 2: I will hunt you down…

Izumi bolted up right, accidentally kicking Tamaki in the process.

"Izu-chan, was that about you?"

"…I hope not… I don't think so because I didn't audition… my friend did… I think I may have saw the performance… Sorry to kick you Tamaki, I just got excited. It's been a while since I was surrounded by that many people of the same interest."

"It must be great to be on stage and hear a crowd of your peers cheer for you."

"Yeah, it is hahahaa. They're so supportive of one another…"

An hour passed as they watched and waited, all secretly hoping they didn't ask her over for nothing… when Haruhi exclaimed "IZUMI!"

It was a series of fade overs of her doing pirouettes in the lobby of a theater, her partner, Lucas, doing leaps… and then an incredible lift will spinning…

"Wow"

"Oh man, this is really embarrassing…" Mori's arms reached around her and pulled her close.

"You look great."

The waited another 30 minutes before the announcer came back on… "The last audition of the day was definitely the best…and the longest…"

"Is it you Izu-chan!"

"How do you say your name love?"

"Izumi."

"And, Izumi, you are not auditioning?"

"No sir, just partnering."

"You realize that partnering is normally done with ballroom right?"

"Sir, I asked before auditioning, they said it would be okay."

"Yes, I was just curious as to why, that's all."

"Because it's really good," Lucas beamed. The judges chuckled as they took their places. Izumi and Lucas walked to the back of the stage, his hand up as they composed themselves. Izumi's breathing labored as she got into character…

Judge 2: Wow I'm getting chills already!

Judge 3: This better be good…like, finger licking good.

Judge 1: and cue music

.com/watch?v=3i199lnJLUc (katee and Joshua's SYTYCD Season 4 hometown glory dance by Mia Michaels)…

The group watch riveted as Lucas basically tossed her around in what could best be described as controlled throwing. Each jerky movement in sync with one another, pain on the faces, emotion pouring out…

At the end of the routine, Lucas carried her on his shoulder to the mic stand before rolling her off with ease. They hugged for a second, still overcome with emotion and she began to walk off the stage

Judges: wait wait wait…

Judge 1: wait sweety, come back to the mic please. Izumi runs back, wiping tears. Lucas and Izumi hold hands and both are still panting.

Judge 3: What the hell was that? Shocked looks on their faces. I mean, [beep]. Judge 3 leaned back in his chair and spun it so his back was to them.

Judge 2: I can't even speak. The judge started wiping tears away. My heart is breaking… I need a moment.

Judge 1: Well it was obviously brilliant. There's no need to hesitate and say that you are indeed, dear Lucas, going onto Vegas, but Izumi dear, why are you not auditioning.

Izumi: I'm studying abroad in Japan, sir.

Judge 3: Japan? Girl, I will give you a JOB if you come back right now and dance.

Gasps filled the Hitatchiin's television room.

Judge 2: Izumi, you are a beautiful beautiful dancer. From the tips of your fingers, even the point of your toes. Such control, such trust. Your emotion, my god girl, rip my heart out and eat if for breakfast why don't you!

Judge 1: Out of curiosity, if you're in Japan, how did you prepare for the audition?

Lucas and Izumi, breathing normally now, explained how rushed everything was, how they danced nonstop. They ended up with two routines and decided, last minute to do the one the just performed. The judges asked why they didn't pick the second one and Lucas started crying. He explained how he lost his brother to addiction and how Izumi and him choreographed the dance from bits and pieces of dreams he had since his brother's death. They explained that the routine was probably too emotional for them to do and they didn't want to mess up the routine.

Izumi was crying softly and Mori pulled her into his lap and held her against his chest. The group was torn, but Izumi said it was okay for them to continue, the rest of America was watching as well.

They took their positions at the opposite ends of the stage.

Judge 1: Cue music.

.com/watch?v=_037Ti8hwPE (SYTYCD, Kayla and Kupono, Mia Michaels, Gravity)

The song ended and the judges were speechless, again.

Judge 3: I don't know whether to cry to be estatic we witnessed something so AMAZING! Izumi, I want to marry you! I want to have your babies! I mean, holy [beep]. You are something else sweet heart. I want to make tons of tanned babies with you, make an army of dancers, and take over the world.

Judge 2: Lucas, you better make it through Vegas or I will hunt you down. Izumi, it's a waste, a damn shame and a waste you're not dancing.

Judge 1: No, no. You shouldn't say that. I completely respect you for choosing your education over dance. It's a hard path to choose, but you've chosen it and I respect you for it. But dear God girl, you are perfection.

There was more talk, but Lucas got his ticket, the show was wrapping up, and a partly teary eyed host club turned to look at Izumi… and, shocked again, that he was holding her so intimately so openly.

"Izu-chan, are you going to go back again?"

"No Hani, I need to finish my program here."

"But you're really really good, even Usa-chan cried."

"Yeah, I mean, wow. I've never really thought of dance like that," Kaoru said.

"I didn't realize you could be so compatible with someone else," Hikaru noted.

"Well, we both get really emotional when we dance. It's kind of like the only place we lose ourselves."

"Izumi," Haruhi placed her hand on Izumi's, "that was really amazing. You really have a gift."

"hahaha, no, it was seriously nonstop practicing. I even have bruises. At least the one on my face faded by the time we auditioned."

"What happened?" Tamaki asked.

"Oh, just doing spins after too much dancing, I got wobbly and ran into Lucas' flying hand."

"So what happens now Izumi?" Kyoya asked.

"Nothing. Things go back to the way they were. I'll have to spend extra time making up for the academics I missed… I'm supposed to meet with the Chairman next week."

"I'm really proud of you."

"Thanks Takashi." The host club exchanged looks. As far as they knew, the only ones that called him by his first name were Hani and Satoshi.

"I'm really sorry to end this, but I'm really really really tired."

"Oh, did you want to stay here?" the twins sang getting ready to call a servant.

"Ummm," Izumi searched for words. "I already have arrangements. So maybe next time?"

The group was getting up to see Izumi, Mori, and Hani off. "So we'll call you tomorrow and see if she's up for anything okay Hani?"

"Umm.. Izu-chan isn't coming over until tomorrow."

"WHAT!" the group looked up to see Mori escorting Izumi into his car.

"Yea, Takashi is having Izumi stay at his place until she adjusts."

"Well isn't this an interesting development."

"That's pretty darn forward of him."

"Satoshi wanted to see her too. I think Takashi's parents are really happy for him. To be honest, we all thought he'd need an arranged marriage."

The group mused a bit as they watched the car drive off. The twins and Tamaki dying to hear what happen.

-.-.-.-

Izumi practically passed out as soon as she sat in the car. Mori had actually carried her in while a servant brought in her luggage. He carried her all the way to her room, shooing Satoshi away after he opened the door for him.

"Stay warm brother…" Satoshi boldly teased as he slipped away as fast as he could, laughing. Not wanting to wake her, Mori didn't bother responding, but carried her over to the bed.

She really must be asleep. She hasn't made noise at all. He laid her down. I should probably take off her jacket and shoes. She smelled a bit stale, like airplane. Her shoes were ballet styled crocs, which made it faster to get through the airport. He felt her stirring and looked up to see her taking off her shirt, eyes closed. Is she sleep stripping? He stood up to leave when he heard his name.

"Takashi…medicine? Water? Cracker…" Her usual mix for when a migraine was coming on. He walked out of the room and came back, she had taken everything but her panties off and had rolled all over the bed, covers tangled in her legs, pillows all over. At least she was on her stomach, or he probably would have dropped everything he was carrying.

Mori's heart started beating faster and blood started rushing. He slid out of his shirt and slid her into it, careful to not touch her anywhere in appropriate or see anything without her permission. He propped her up and handed her the crackers. "Izumi…." He whispered in her ear

"mmmm"

"I've brought-"

"Takashi" she moaned, and he stiffened. Was she dreaming?

"Izumi, your medicine." Her eyes slowly fluttered open.

"I hate flying. Have I ever told you that. I hate hate hate flying. Especially by myself." She nibbled the cracker and Mori readied the medicine. "I missed you a lot. I told Lucas all about you. I couldn't wait to get back to you." Mori readied the water. "I don't know what it is about you, but you're my drug Takashi. I've been obsessed over you since I left you. I hate that. I hate being dependent on someone."

Is she confessing in her sleep? Her eyes are half opened. He looked down at her and saw her erect nipples poking through the fabric of his shirt. It made him hard. He wanted to touch her, to kiss her neck, which was now full exposed as her head fell back.

He laid her down gently and pulled the sheet up to her shoulder. "Sleep Izumi." He kissed her forehead and turned to leave when her hand reached out for him.

"No, don't. Don't leave me again. Can you just stay with me for tonight?" She was starting to sit up.

"Lie down. I'll stay. Just please, rest, you need it." Mori took of his jeans and slid into bed beside her and chastely laid on his back.

This is really not appropriate. I don't know how I'm going to explain this to the servants or Satoshi if they find me here with her. He turned to look at her and his worries faded away.He reached up and stroked her cheek and she moved towards him.

Her hand snaked across his chest, Mori froze. Her hand moved down his stomach, to his waist, anchoring her hand, she pulled closer towards him and used his chest as a pillow. She wrapped her legs around his thigh and pulled it closer to her. He could feel the heat coming off of her, burning on his thigh. He hardened. This is going to be a long night. Mori slowly and deeply breathed to control his hormones and urges. But the both ended up falling asleep, tangled together.

-.-.-

He woke up and realized his fingers were combing something soft and warm. Then he realized he was with Izumi. They were spooning, her body pressed tight against his. One arm was under her head acting as her pillow, and the other was between her legs, his fingers stroking her pubic hair. He stopped and she pressed into him, her cheeks enveloping his erection, he groaned into her hair and his fingers twitched over her clit as she reacted to his hardness.

"mmmm takashi," she slid a hand behind her to grab his ass and pull him more into her. He grinded into her, his fingers rubbing her clit, and he felt her leak. He was crazed now, he wanted her badly. After a month of not seeing her, not feeling her, he cursed himself for moving so slowly. He turned her head towards him and plunged his tongue into her mouth.

Without breaking their kiss, she adjusted herself under him her hands rubbing up and down his chest. He placed himself between her legs and pulled her hair back, revealing her neck to him. He buried his face into her, forcefully tonguing her throat while his other hand stroked between her legs, her panties completely soaked.

She started lifting up the shirt and Mori gave her room to pull it off. Lust clouded her eyes as she watched him take in the sight of her. He licked his lips as his eyes raked her exposed chest, her dark areolas and her erect nipples.

"Takashi…" she opened her legs more as her arms snaked up his biceps.

"Izumi…" he moved an arm to her lower back, and as he brought her nipple into his mouth, lightly biting with his teeth, he slammed two fingers into her.

"Ughh…." She bucked, gripping his hair and his mouth swallowed her breast. He started thrusting his fingers in and out, stopping occasionally to feel her walls spasm around him. Her hand slipped into his pants and thumbed his head, already leaking pre-cum.

When her hand was covered in his pre-cum, she began to stroke his erection. She pumped him and he thrust into her hand, moaning her name. His mouth ravishing her body, her mouth biting him all over his chest every time his fingers make her want to scream out in ecstasy. They continued with increasing intensity…

"Taka…mmmm… I'm …. Nugh… come…" he moved harder and she pulled, gripping more, and he pounded into her.

"Izu…mmm…ugh…" they came together, panting, dripping in sweat and saliva. Her legs were still twitching around him as he laid her down, grabbing his shirt to clean off the hand that brought him to cum. She was lightly panting as he bent down to kiss her forehead, brow, and chastely on the lips.

"Why good morning Mr. Forward." She teased, her eyes, barely opened. He kissed her again, licking her lower lip. "You didn't seem to mind."

"No," her hand trailed down his chest to his wet boxers, "not at all."

"Thank you." He kissed her again before sitting up.

"So, wham-bam-thank-you-ma'am?" He looked at her quizzically. "haha, nevermind. I guess it's time to get up."

He brought his hands to her face and kissed her gently. "yes, my dear." She blushed. It was the first time he addressed her as anything other than her name.

Takashi left and walked to his bedroom.

"Morning, big brother…" Satoshi teased as he rounded the corner… "I had to practice without you this morning."

"Sorry…"

"Oh no, it's fine, it's fine… How's Izumi, hrmmm?" Takashi's eyes widened a bit, "hehehehe…"

"Satoshi!"

"I'm younger than you, but not stupid" he stuck his tongue out and walked off.

-.-.-

Mori returned with his brother later on that evening to have dinner with his family. "Takashi, can you stay for a moment?" His father ordered, more than asked. He set down his empty plate as his mother and Satoshi left, the servants picking up the dishes.

"Takashi, I was told by a servant that you did not sleep in your room last night." Mori kept his head down, but was flushing. Shit. I screwed up again. "Your mother and I thought we were going to have to arrange a marriage for you, so we are indeed happy. But please think about your station. We have overlooked the fact that she is a commoner. We are happy that Satoshi seems pleased by her. However, that behavior…"

"I am sorry father."

"Takashi, it is not usual for us to talk like this…but your mother insisted…" Is he nervous? Takashi looked up. "You must be careful to not get her pregnant."

"Father! That is hardly the case."

"You have to also be careful about the rumors that will spread if your behavior continues."

"Father…"

"The servants already know that anything that happens within our grounds stays here. So we don't have to worry about anything spread from last night. But, this is the first girlfriend that we know of –"

"Father, she is the first…"

"So we've asked one of the servants to purchase condoms." Takashi put his head down on the table, completely embarrassed.

"Mom planned this?"

His father cleared his throat, "Well, it's not like I exactly enjoy having this conversation, but at least it's me and not her. This, however, does not mean you have a free pass and can give into your hormones. Don't rush into love…"

They finished their awkward conversation, both completely embarrassed. His father took a beer and retired to the television room. He saw a male servant coming down the corridor and flashed him a very cheesy smile. As soon as Takashi entered, he walked to the side table and slid out the drawer. Sure enough, there were two boxes of condoms. How did it come to this?